Okay, I didn’t want to do this since it seems like a moot point even trying to defend myself here since I know 1) most people won’t believe me and 2) I’m sure this will all get twisted and turned around back on me, but I need to get this out before I archive this blog for good and bounce from this fandom (lol who even cares, right?)
Under the cut for possibly triggering mentions
For starters, for someone to say that they never accused anyone of plagiarism yet what do these tags mean? They’re clearly quoting tags I left on a post made by my friend. So what is it, girl? Is this some symbolic metaphor that’s just going over my head? Because it seems pretty fucking cut and dry what you’re implying.
Which, besides it being rich that one of the people involved is making a dating sim from copyrighted material and asking for donations for it. Both of you had no problem DMing me this weekend to see how I was after my biphobic anon (which I am now starting to wonder if it was one of you after all). You had the means and the opportunity to tell me what I “stole” from you. I’m not an asshole, I wouldn’t have lashed out. I would have taken it down. But you didn’t have the decency to give me that chance. Instead, you made a vague post with baseless and hurtful accusations. And blocked me on every platform, including fucking Pinterest.
And before you weaponize your trauma at me, I am also a survivor of DV and SA and have been vocal recently about how painful recent events have been since they’ve dredged up memories for me that I was hoping to forget. But that is no excuse for your actions. You can be a victim in one situation and someone hurting others in another and this is clearly a scenario where you are no victim.
Anyway, believe me, don’t believe me, I don’t care. I have a lovely group of friends who have become more than mutuals and their support has been everything lately. To my other mutuals, I’m sure you’ll receive DMs about how I’m spreading a “myriad of lies”, but I am putting myself out here honestly. I have a new Tumblr and you’re free to DM me on Discord if you would like. But after this I will no longer be using this tumblr.
The Buffalo shooting occurred in a food desert. That was the main groceries store and it’ll be closed for quite some time. So here is one concrete thing we can do to help and that’s donating to the link below:
thank you, Amanda! how could i forget Syd's ship that brought this up in the first place sksk
3. Was it lust at first sight?
These two are so cheesy but it was really love at first sight ngl. Mr. Darcy and Lizzie Bennet meeting at the ball truly.
13. Do they have potential to be toxic if they’re usually healthy?
I think Tom's tendency to be power hungry could still make this toxic combined with Sydney's "heart before brain" reactions. But end of the day they're each other's rocks.
23. Is there top/dom and bottom/sub energy?
Sydney is a bottom and Tom doesnt show it so much but when he tops, he tops
34. What’s their favorite nonsexual activity together?
Tom likes taking her to fancy places like fine dining restaurants, country clubs etc. She would probably learn how to play golf just for him the country club food after is always worth it
44. How do they make up after a fight?
They watch a sitcom together while drinking wine from the Wambsgans family. The sex comes later, cheesy before spicy!
“Louder, I want them to hear you” or “After that little stunt? you’re not getting off that easy” for Charlie and John? 👀
Thank you so much for this one! It’s probably not my best, but I had a lot of fun writing it! I hope you enjoy it! 💙
Prompt: “Louder. I Want Them to Hear You”/ “After That Little Stunt? You’re Not Getting Off That Easy”
Words: 1.8 k
Warnings: Public sex, light choking, unprotected sex, & I guess humiliation, depending on how you look at it! It’s just a good ol’ fashioned quickie behind a bar. Also, it’s unedited, so lemme know if I made any mistakes, please!
Foreign lips trail eagerly up Charlie’s throat, but her eyes can only focus on the looming figure in the back of the Spread Eagle. Blue eyes watch as the man’s hands roam freely over her body, a gasp falling from her at his touch; the attention from both men turning her on more than she would like to admit.
The night wasn’t supposed to go like this, and if she’s being honest, she doesn’t know how it got to this point. Technically, she does know how. It was seeing Holly Pepper straddling John in his office that caused her to flee the ranch just two days ago. She hadn’t meant to walk in on it; for the first time she actually had a question for him and not the other way around, but the minute she saw them she ran. Ran all the way to Mary May.
Charlie doesn’t even understand why she let it affect her so much. She has no reason to be so… so jealous. John is an awful, sadistic man and he’s clearly manipulating her sanity in more ways than one.
And now here she is, with Justin? Jeremy? whatever his name, is dry humping her against a stool for all of the bar and John Seed to see.
The Baptist tires of watching the two when her mystery lover decides to paw at her breast. Making his way over in long, quick strides, he “accidentally” bumps into the older man next to them; forcing him to stumble into the pair.
Jackson falls forward, forcing Charlie to tumble to the ground with the stool she had been precariously leaned against.
“Watch where the fuck you’re going” the younger man spits, inches away from John’s face. The only reaction he gets from the brunette is a smile in return. She rolls her eyes at both of them, John’s aggravating nonchalance and the stranger’s drunken state of mind not allowing him to realize who exactly he’s talking to. Or maybe he does realize and doesn’t understand just how dangerous the Seeds are.
Idiot.
Charlie pulls herself up, catching the curious glances Mary May gives the three of them. Stalking over to the pair of men, she grabs John’s wrist a little too roughly. “Come with me” she says as she pulls him towards the door leading out to the alley.
“Charlie!” Mary May calls out to her. She knows her friend is uncomfortable with her being alone with the man given the two’s history. What, with him forcibly carving into her and what not.
“Relax. I’ll be fine.”
Charlie isn’t entirely sure that’s true, but she leads John out the door anyway.
“What the hell was that about? I know lust is a,” she’s cut off as her back is pushed into the wood exterior; lips crashing onto hers. Instinctively she reaches for his collar, but as soon as her hands touch his chest, John pulls away, smirking down at her.
“Isn’t this what you wanted? Wasn’t this the whole goal of your little game?”
“My goal was to actually have James there take me home and fuck me, but ya kinda ruined that.”
“Oh, yeah? If your little boyfriend was doing it for you, then why couldn’t you take your eyes off of me?”
Charlie glares at him, at the sheer arrogance of his words, but he isn’t wrong.
“You seemed to be enjoying the show. Or,” she says, standing on her tiptoes so they’re nose to nose, “maybe you were just jealous. Envious, even.”
“That would be a sin, one you’re quite familiar with, Charlie.” His breath is hot on her face now and she’s tired of all the teasing. Pulling him back down to her, she presses her lips to his.
John pushes her back into the wall, hands sliding up her shirt. Charlie whines at the feeling of smooth fingers splaying across her side, the sound causing the man to smile against her lips.
Just like earlier, lips trail down her throat, but this time the kisses are more aggressive; all nips and bites. The button on her shorts is popped open, fingers dipping beneath the hem of her panties. She bites her lip as she feels smooth digits dragging up her slick slit to her clit.
“Does that feel good, princess?” John practically purrs into her ear.
“Ye-yes” Charlie pants out, pushing her hips up into his hand, grinding into it as a desperate attempt to get friction.
Her movement brings a smirk to John’s face. “Patience. After that little stunt? You’re not getting off that easy.”
Rolling her head back onto the wall, she can’t help but let out a pout. “What? Are you going to make me beg?”
“‘Beg’ wasn’t the word I was thinking of.” He begins to tug at her shorts until they tumble to the ground. “I was thinking more along the lines of ‘scream’.”
Charlie frees one of her legs from the fabric before pulling John closer by his belt. “Do you want everyone in Falls End to hear?”
“No, but I do plan on making your friend back there know I’m the one who’s fucking you.”
She isn’t sure if he’s referring to Josh back in the bar or Mary May, either way, she’s starting to feel an ache between her legs that isn’t going away. She has two choices: let every patron, including her best friend, hear her, or go home with the proverbial female blue balls.
Like the lady she is, Charlie chooses the quick alleyway fuck with a cult leader. “Then you better make it quick” she says, hands already making quick work of his belt.
“You really don’t understand what the word ‘patience’ means, do you?” John teases. She watches as he strokes himself a bit before wrapping her thigh around his waist. The sounds from the bar’s jukebox cover up the groan that cascades from her lips as he enters her.
“Maybe,” she pants out, “you’ll have to teach me what it means.”
“I intend to.”
The Baptist thumbs her clit, continuing on with his earlier motions, as he begins to fuck into her. Charlie knows this is wrong; some might even say it’s fucked up, but she can’t help what she wants.
“Faster”
“You’ll get what you want when you give me what I want.”
She sighs. It does feel good and she’s been trying to stifle herself since they came out here, but a sudden tilt of the hips causes her to moan louder than she expected to.
You sound like you’re in a low budget porn she thinks to herself, but it doesn’t faze John one bit.
“Louder. I want them to hear you.”
Charlie glances towards the door that’s now slightly ajar. There weren’t that many customers tonight, but the thought of everyone hearing her come is still embarrassing.
“I-I can't,” she mewls. John just hums, the grip on her hips tighten as he starts to pick up a more brutal rhythm.
“Yes, you can.” A hand goes to her throat, the light squeeze forcing her to look up at him. “Say ‘Yes, John’. That’s all you have to do”
Easy for him to say.
“Yes.” She pauses to catch her breath as she feels herself begin to unravel. Bringing her hands down, she grabs his ass, trying to get as much of him inside of her as possible. “Yes-Yes, John” she cries out as she begins to clench around him.
Charlie isn’t sure if anyone inside the Spread Eagle actually heard her cries, but the neighbors across the alley did. A light or two begins to turn on and she’s not sure whether to laugh or cry about giving the townspeople a performance.
The feel of her tightening around him causes John to let out a hiss. “Good girl.” He stops the rocking of his hips to plant a lingering kiss to her forehead. “I knew you wouldn’t let me down.”
She hates herself for how good the compliment makes her feel. She should be letting him down! Not the opposite. But she pulls him back down into a kiss, hoping the movements of their lips will help hide the smile threatening to creep through.
John begins thrusting again, the pace more languid this time. Charlie feels him lift up her shirt, her nipples stiffening against the cool, night breeze.
“You know, you could have just fucked me back at the ranch.”
“Oh, I will.” He groans into her neck. “But this, this was a lesson.”
“And you think I like to play games.”
John just shushes her, his face buried in her neck as a hand cups her bare breast, pinching the already tender nipple.
Charlie can tell he’s close by the way his thrusts become harder, forcing her back to hit the wall in a frantic rhythm. She’s surprised no one has come out yet to investigate the noise. If they couldn’t hear them over the soft sounds of classic country playing over the radio, they definitely have to hear the way her body is being pounded into the building. Or feel it, at the very least.
He comes with a bite to her neck and muffled moans of what sound like her name. John stills for a moment as her hands come up to stroke his now tousled hair.
“Good boy” she whispers, reminiscent of his earlier praise. But unlike her, she can feel him smile against her neck before planting a kiss to the bruise he’s surely left behind.
“You’ll have to go in there and pay off my tab. I’m pretty sure Mary May is going to point a shotgun at me the minute I step back inside.” Charlie says before shoving him away so she can pull her shirt down.
“And what about your boyfriend?”
“Fuck ‘em”
John smirks before tossing his keys to her. “Clean yourself up before you get in my car.” He points to the remnants dripping down her thigh now.
“Yes, sir.” She says, rolling her eyes before placing a chaste kiss to his lips. “Now, go, be a good sugar daddy, please.”
John allows her to push him back inside the bar before she heads off down the alley. Sneaking off into one of the gardens, she finds a lone hose. Washing herself down she thinks about how disgusted Mary May has to be with her.
Charlie wishes she could be a better friend, or even a better bar hookup to poor Jamie. Instead she goes and sleeps with the enemy right under their noses, almost literally.
But, she’s no longer a Whitetail, her only allegiance is to herself now. And maybe one day she'll go back to being a selfless member of a movement. But as long as John Seed is there, seducing her into the cult, into his life; into his bed, there’s no way she can be anything but selfish.
Not today, not tomorrow, and maybe, she realizes with mixed feelings, not ever.
Hello! I know I’ve been MIA for a little while! I’ve been trying to get my life together lol, which is why I am officially opening up commissions!! Yas!
1, 5, 9, 18, 19 😭, 28, and 40 for Charlie and Nate
Thank you, Mika! Have her bad Succession verse 🖤
1. Who fell for the other one first?
Charlie. She would innocently flirt with him when she was volunteering for a campaign he worked on. She never thought anything would come out of it since she noticed he would pay more attention to others, so she was shocked when he asked out to lunch one day.
5. What personality trait do they love the most about each other?
Charlie loves how ambitious and driven Nate is. She genuinely believes that there’s nothing he couldn’t do as long he put his mind to it. Nate love how intense and passionate she is. He thinks there’s a bit of ferocity to everything she does, for better or worse. But, he’s into it.
9. Do their friends and family like their significant other(s)?
Nate’s friends and family love Charlie and warmed up to her fairly early on in the relationship. On the other hand, Sydney was never that fond of him and she was right to not be. In the bad verse, she’s disappointed that Charlie chose to stay with him for a few more years, especially since Greg was right there.
18. What is their sex life like?
Before the Shiv incident? It was really good. They were super into each other and because Nate worked weird hours, he would have her come to the office so they could hook up in various places like, an office, a storage closet, or a bathroom. After he cheated with Shiv, and in the verse where she stays with him, it takes her a minute to let him touch her again. Even when they start fucking again, they’re never able to get back to how it used to be.
19. Would they ever lie to each other? Why or why not?
Well, Nate definitely lies to her about having an affair with Shiv and even brings Charlie to her wedding to Tom for some reason. He could have been upfront about it, but he’s selfish and wanted to have his cake and eat it too. Charlie only tells white lies, like, about how much she had to drink during a girl’s night or about what time she came in afterwards and she only does it because he can get annoying about that stuff.
28. Are they jealous/possessive of each other?
Yes lol. Charlie wasn’t, but she definitely started to become easily possessive. Nate was always jealous of anyone he thought could take her away from him. He was a complete hypocrite and was fine with cheating on her, but god forbid anyone else think about fucking her.
40. Who tries to distract the other when they’re trying to do something else?
Charlie! She just wants attention and she would like him to give it to her immediately. This is why it hurts so much when he starts spending more time away from her.
17. What do they have in common?
The both of them don’t seem like much on the surface. Their first impressions are often that they’re rowdy, reckless, and none too bright - and that they’re only motivated by the desire to have a good time. And all of that is absolutely true, but they’re both also surprisingly driven. Though they can both be a little short-sighted, even kind of selfish, when push comes to shove they’re willing to put themselves in harms way to protect the people around them.
25. Are they sentimental about gifts they’ve received from each other?
Daffodil is. She’s sentimental about everything.
Since they didn’t meet ‘til the Reaping was already in full swing, it’s not like they can go out and buy each other a box of chocolates. But they both do what they can with what they’ve got. Daffodil likes to sing for him. She’d play the banjo for him, too, and then he asked her to teach him. He can only play a few chords, and not too well, but she treasures their little jam sessions.
Sharky’s gifts to her have been experiences. He takes her to places around Hope County she never would’ve found on her own, and they’ve had fun seeing the sights amidst all the chaos. To him, Daffodil seems so worldly and sophisticated, he didn’t think she’d care all that much. But she seems to have fun seeing little tourist traps, camp sites, and fishing spots.
39. Who gets hit on the most?
Daffodil, but not as much as she’s used to. Most folks around Holland Valley know that she and John had a history. She pulls her weight enough within the Resistance that she’s proven her loyalty to them, but some people are still on the fence about her.
And Sharky, meanwhile, has a reputation. One that’s getting a little better now that he’s been fighting against Eden’s Gate, at least.
46. How do they make each other laugh?
They don’t as often as you’d think. They both think the other is absolutely brilliant. When one makes a weird observation or comes up with some kind of half-baked idea, the other’s likely to nod enthusiastically and go “You are so right, babe!”
But sometimes Sharky completely catches Daffodil off-guard. She’s not used to being caught off-guard. At first he thought she was laughing at him, and it left him feeling some kinda way. But then he learned that the quickest way to get her out of her pants is to make her laugh, so he doesn’t mind it anymore. Sometimes she’ll think he’s joking when he was being completely serious, and he just rolls with it. Other times he’ll be joking and she’ll think he’s sincere, and he’ll keep adding to it and see how long he can keep it up. That’s how he convinced her that there was a wild man up in the mountains who’d left his wife to legally marry a very smart bear.
Daffodil figured out Sharky’s sense of humor pretty quick. She knows a perfectly-timed innuendo will get him to crack. And toilet humor, but she likes to keep it classy. She’ll only break out a fart joke in emergencies. She does end up making him laugh a lot, but it’s mostly a delighted, I Can’t Believe You Did That I Adore You So Much kinda laughter that has nothing to do with her comedy. She takes what she can get.
Last line meme! (a million yrs late in typical me fashion)
Thank you for tagging me @adelaidedrubman @hoesephseed and @quentinbecks to share the last line of my wip! It's more like four lines but yanno,,
Tagging: I'm pretty sure everyone I would tag has already been tagged so if anyone didn't get tagged then tag you're it!
Dean's face was bright pink, a bashful smile on his face as he spoke to the two women. His free hand fidgeted with the radio on his belt, his eyes darting between Heather and Adelaide as they both spoke. John was frozen in his spot for a moment, not from shock, but from pure rage. He knew she would do this, he knew it from the second she started asking about him that she was going to play one of these games.
Thank you, Liz! It’s been a hot minute since I’ve done anything for these two.
5. What personality trait do they love the most about each other?
John may originally have found it a bit annoying, but he lowkey enjoys just how bratty and stubborn she is. Even when she wants something she still makes him work for everything. Charlie loves how devoted John is to the people he cares about. When they first met she didn’t think he could be loyal to anyone but himself, but the more time she spent around him and his family, she saw how loving he could be. They both also love each other’s confidence, even if that confidence is not deserved.
12. Do they have potential to be healthy if they’re usually toxic?
Yes, absolutely! They’re pretty toxic at the beginning and there’s a sizable power imbalance, but the more time spent together and the more they fall in love, their relationship becomes healthier. It’s still sexy, it’s just not nearly half as toxic as they were to begin with.
26. What holidays do they like?
They’re big into celebrating Christmas. Charlie never got to celebrate as a kid and John wanted to make her first one special for her. She was ambivalent about it until their kids were old enough to enjoy the holidays and that’s when she started getting excited about it. They also treat birthdays like a genuine holiday every year too.
31. What’s a perfect date for them?
Their perfect date would include John flying them out to a fairly secluded location where they could have a picnic by a lake or overlooking one. All of their perfect dates include sex, but this one usually ends up with the two having mosquito bites all over their asses. Somehow they never remember this and do it again like, a month later.
36. What is their favorite place to kiss the other? (Cheek, hand, closed eyelid, neck, nose, etc.)
John likes to take Charlie’s hand and kiss the inside of her wrist when he wants to soften her up. She tends to go for his chest whenever she’s hugging him. He rarely gets a hug without her burying her face in his chest and kissing him.